According to Count Orlov's description, Alexander II immediately realized that Nicholas I was committing suicide consciously and slowly.
After all, for an old man over sixty years old, any minor illness may cause death, let alone going out wearing only a thin coat like Nicholas I.
Alexander II could think of no other reason than his intention to commit suicide.
"Why don't you persuade him!" Alexander II blamed Count Orlov anxiously.
Count Orlov smiled bitterly and said: "Your Majesty, it's not that we haven't tried to dissuade him! It's just that he didn't listen to our persuasion at all, and the military attache responsible for his safety also didn't dare to stop his majesty from going out."
After Alexander II listened to Orlov's words, he pondered for a long time, then sighed, nodded and said: "Okay! I understand, I will finish the chores here as soon as possible!"
"Your Highness, you'd better move faster!" Count Orlov kindly reminded Alexander II.
"Faster?" Alexander II shook his head and also smiled bitterly: "How can the problem be solved so quickly?"
After speaking, Alexander II walked gently to the door, quickly opened the door, and Grand Duke Constantine, who put his ear to the door, staggered and staggered into the room.
"Big...brother!" Grand Duke Constantine scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.
"Constantine!" Alexander II, who was feeling slightly depressed, suddenly became angry when he saw the playful and smiling younger brother in front of him. He scolded Constantine with a straight face: "You are no longer a child now, and you should know what is
You have to be measured! Just take your behavior just now, believe it or not, I can definitely send you to a military court!"
Facing the angry Alexander II, Grand Duke Constantine suddenly felt bad. He quickly and solemnly apologized to Alexander II: "Your Highness, I know I was wrong!"
"Hey!" Thinking that his father was likely to face death, and Constantine was his only relative, Alexander II's heart suddenly softened a little, and his tone became much softer: "Okay.
Got it! Pay attention next time!”
"Yes!" Constantine nodded, indicating that he understood.
Alexander II immediately closed the door again, and then said seriously to Grand Duke Constantine: "Constantine, I may have to leave Crimea! During the time when I am not in Crimea, it is up to you.
You have full authority to stay in Crimea on my behalf! You have to remember, no matter what happens, you should listen to Gorchakov and Jomini. They are both battle-hardened veterans! The Russian army will be in the next battle.
We must follow the principle of fighting if we can win, and defending if we can't. We must not let the French army seize the opening. At the same time, we must not overestimate our strength or underestimate the enemy's power.
The last failure at Inkerman Mountain and the Joyana River was caused by our overconfidence in our own troops... (Marshal Jomini believed at the time that the 60,000 Russian troops could at least be as strong as
Like Silistra, it persisted for a while and then collapsed. Who knew that the Russian Empire's army had refreshed Jomini's bottom line, and all the battles in three directions ended in failure! Russia's total losses were about 60,000, that is,
It is said that there are only just over 200,000 people in Russia now.)”
Alexander II's nagging instructions made Constantine smell a hint of danger. He quickly asked Alexander II why he returned to St. Petersburg in a hurry? Did something happen in St. Petersburg?
"Nothing?" Alexander II glanced aside subconsciously.
"Brother, tell me St. Petersburg... No, did something happen to our father?" Constantine asked Alexander II seriously.
Alexander II was silent. Although he did not think that Constantine would take the initiative to reveal that his father Nicholas I was critically ill, he was worried that his irritable brother would leak it unconsciously.
In this case, it will inevitably cause fatal legal consequences to their army.
If things go wrong, there may be a turmoil within the army.
Because from the beginning of the empire to the present, the authority of each tsar has been based on his military rule.
Once the authority of the empire's military rule suffers a devastating blow, those opponents lurking in the dark will immediately turn into poisonous snakes, reveal their fangs and bite the empire hard.
Alexander II knew that the empire never lacked opponents at any time, and those who opposed the empire were not a group of small bourgeois like the republicans in France, but a conspiracy composed of nobles who were the pillars of the empire.
Groups, those people were deeply blessed by the imperial system and enjoyed the privileges brought by the empire, but at the same time they secretly and wantonly criticized the empire's dictatorship system.
In their words, Russia, which has smashed the dictatorship system, will surely become prosperous and strong.
These people are a group of guys who are determined to destroy the empire. Compared with them, the British and French allied forces are more benevolent.
At the very least, the purpose of the British and French forces was just to make them compromise, while the purpose of those guys was to destroy the entire Romanov family.
"Nothing!" Alexander II shook his head and replied to Constantine, "I'm just a little homesick!"
Constantine stared at Alexander II without speaking. After a while, Constantine smiled and said: "I know! I will follow your teachings and act with caution!"
"That's good!" Alexander II breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to Constantine: "I'll trouble you here!"
"Your Highness, if nothing happens, I will leave first!
"Constantine responded to Alexander II.
"Yes!" Looking at Constantine who was slightly emotional in front of him, Alexander II wanted to say something, but he still couldn't. In the end, he had no choice but to nod and agree to Constantine's departure.
After Constantine left, Duke Orlov and Alexander II began to discuss the time to leave.
According to Orlov, Alexander II had better leave for St. Petersburg immediately.
Alexander II believed that he could not leave Crimea so quickly because leaving in a hurry would give bad thoughts to the soldiers on the Crimean Peninsula.
They would wonder if something unexpected happened in St. Petersburg, otherwise why would the crown prince leave in such a hurry.
This will have a very bad impact on the morale of the army. The coalition forces stationed in Sevastopol have been watching Bakhchisarai.
If they see that the morale of the Russian army is in turmoil, they will not let go of this golden opportunity.
"Your Highness, when do you want to set off?" Count Orlov asked Alexander II.
"In a week!" Alexander II responded to Count Orlov after thinking for a while.
"That's good!" Count Orlov nodded in response.
At this time, neither Alexander II nor Orlov knew that their well-prepared coalition forces had already known what was happening in the Russian Empire and were actively formulating a strategy against the Russian Empire.
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"This is your strategy!"
Jérôme Bonaparte pointed to the bound plan placed before him and asked Pelissier, who was sitting opposite him.
"Yes! Your Majesty!" Pellissier nodded and responded to Jérôme Bonaparte, "This is a plan jointly formulated by all colleagues on the staff!"
Jerome Bonaparte flipped through the contents of the plan page by page, while Marshal Pelissier, who was sitting opposite Jerome Bonaparte, had a slightly hesitant expression on his face, as if he wanted to tell him something.
Jérôme Bonaparte tells.
"What's the matter? My marshal?" Jérôme Bonaparte glanced at Pelissier with his peripheral vision and asked casually: "Do you have anything to say to me?"
"Your Majesty, I..." Marshal Pelissier hesitated for a while, gritted his teeth and made up his mind: "Actually, I have an immature idea!"
"Oh?" Jérôme Bonaparte put down the telegram in his hand and asked with an interested smile: "What do you think? Can you tell me about it?"
"Did the telegram you received earlier come from St. Petersburg?" Pellissier tentatively asked Jerome Bonaparte.
"Which one?" Jérôme Bonaparte was stunned for a few seconds and asked subconsciously.
"The letter that the Tsar is seriously ill!" Pellissier replied to Jérôme Bonaparte.
"This telegram was sent by the National Intelligence Service! It should be regarded as Russia's first-hand intelligence." Jérôme Bonaparte replied to Pelissier.
"Your Majesty, what I mean is...can we conduct an assassination in the St. Petersburg area..."
Before Pelissier could finish speaking, Jérôme Bonaparte responded coldly, "Marshal Pelissier, it seems that this is not within the scope of your authority!"
"Your Majesty, please forgive my offence!" Marshal Pellissier quickly apologized to Jérôme Bonaparte.
The entire office fell into a brief silence. After a while, Jérôme Bonaparte responded indifferently: "I understand what you mean! This matter needs long-term consideration. Do you still know?"
"Marshal, you can leave! I will give you the plan after I have read it!" Jérôme Bonaparte closed the plan and responded to Pellissier.
Pellissier hurriedly saluted Jérôme Bonaparte, then stood up and left.
After Pelissier closed the door, Jerome Bonaparte said to himself: "This Pelissier really dares to think about anything! Is he really not afraid of becoming a public enemy of the monarchy?"
After a while, he murmured to himself: "However, it is indeed an idea. I'd better send a telegram to Paris to inquire!"